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"It's the Duke of Evil Wind, I didn't expect him to come too."

Hearing this cold voice, whispers arose in the hall and his eyes were filled with fear.

The Duke of Evil Wind, one of the thirteen marquis of Soaring Cloud, had a treacherous and cunning personality. He liked to torture people with all sorts of inhuman methods.

Even though he was quite old, he liked the children. In the entire Soaring Cloud Empire, it could be said that just by saying his name, he was an existence that could cause babies to stop crying.

They belonged to the camp of the Wen Yuan manor, but no one was willing to be his partner when they were excluded from the other manor.

When they were young, they fought together with the Marquis of Yunfeng in the battle against the Greencloud Imperial Empire. Because of their arrogance, they were surrounded by the people of the Greencloud Imperial Empire.

"Eighty-three spirit crystals!" The Marquis Yun Feng's voice was incomparably cold, with a threatening chill and a thick killing intent.

"Eighty-four pills!" The Duke of Evil Wind sneered.

"…"

"These two people have clashed again." Wen Shang's brows twitched. Although the Yin Wind Marquis was a member of their Wen Yuan Marquis Mansion, he did not have the slightest good impression of this person. He said, "Ninety Spirit Crystals!"

As his voice fell, it went silent for a moment, then Marquis Yun's deep voice slowly sounded. "Ninety-one!"

This time, the Duke of Evil Wind did not continue to bid. If he continued to bid, and if Wen Shang did not like it, then he would have to wear his shoes. He would not be able to bear the consequences.

The reason he was still sitting here safe and sound was because of the protection of the Wen Yuan Marquis. Otherwise, how could Marquis Yun let him go? How could the Ling family let him go?

Ling Yun's face was expressionless, and his eyes were closed. He quietly listened to the people outside calling out his price, and the corners of his mouth lifted in a mocking arc.

Wen Shang, enjoy this Saint's gift for you! I hope you like it.

Within the Violet Ring, Zi Luo's face was cold and indifferent, faintly revealing a trace of ice-cold killing intent. She was the one who had specially made this pill for auction.

Soon, the auction for the Pure Dust Spirit Pellet came to an end. Wen Shang had won the bid as he wished, his face filled with pain. One hundred and twenty Spirit Crystals!

During this time, Ling Yun also shouted out a few times, raising the price to such an extent.

"The next item to be auctioned is the final item of the auction," Blood Rose smiled charmingly as she carefully removed the gauze on the silver plate.

A mottled jade slip appeared in everyone's sight, faintly emitting a shocking aura. It was actually stronger than the one that Blood Rose inadvertently gave off. It was in harmony with the natural Dao.

"This is?" Everyone was confused and felt their hearts tremble. Although they didn't know what was recorded in the jade slip, whether it was a cultivation method or a treasure map …

But from that faint and astonishing aura, he could guess that the contents of the jade slip were not simple.

The moment he felt that aura, even a peak Martial Saint as strong as Ling Ao couldn't help but tremble. His eyes were filled with reverence and a trace of heat.

He did not know whether this aura was left behind by a Martial Saint or a Martial Emperor. He only knew that it had definitely surpassed the level of a Martial Saint and was far from something he could touch.

Even the aura emitted by the saint artifacts left behind by the Martial Saint ancestors was far inferior to the aura emitted from this jade slip.

And this was only a strand of remnant aura. It was unknown how long it had existed for. It was hard to imagine just how strong the person who left this presence behind would be.

In the Sky No. 5 Room, when the aura appeared, Ling Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

"Heaven Treading Through Red Dust!"